“In the Presence of a Saint”
“What radiance! What overpowering emanations of love spread out from this divine being! The friends automatically bowed their heads in the presence of such a highly developed soul. While it was her soul that overwhelmed them, Anandamayi Ma’s face was similarly powerful. Her ink-black hair fell in gentle waves down below her shoulders. Her brows were thick and as black as her hair. Her nose was well-shaped and strong. But it was her eyes that immediately swept her visitors in. They were filled with the sheer bliss of contemplating an unseen world of immaculate beauty and grace. Their look lent her whole face an otherworldly light that was stunning to observe.”